Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 11:45 pm
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Nathan walked at his father’s side as they made their way into the fifth building of the night. Max had decided to take Nathan with him that night as he went to deal with several of his businesses. He had thought it was time to start ‘initiating’ his son into his role as prime of the Aristomache.
So, together with Michael and several other guards in tow, Max had headed out to handle the business with Nathan at his side. At every single stop they made, Nathan had seen first hand exactly what his father had to deal with in all of his dealings. Every business was different. Every one of them had their own set of problems and solutions. All of which Max dealt with quickly and efficiently.
At every stop, Max kept Nathan at his side and talked him through everything he was doing. He even encouraged his son to stop him if he needed something explained a different way or had a question for his father. Calm, yet stern Max commanded the respect of everyone who came into contact with him.
And Nathan was amazed at all of the respect his father received. At every single place, Max would address certain people by name. Stopping to ask about their families or to listen to a complaint they had. Every person who came into contact with his father gave him the standard head nod and seemed to listen to what he had to say.
Nathan had always known his father was a powerful man. One whose name often instilled fear in some people. But watching him with the people at his businesses, all he saw was a man whom people looked up to and who genuinely cared about his people. None of those around him seemed to show fear of any kind.
The group made their way into the area that held the offices. As the guards took up their places around the area, Max and Nathan walked into the office while Michael went to deal with the building’s security team. Max pulled up an extra chair next to his behind the desk and indicated for Nathan to sit next to him.
As soon as they were seated, Max logged on to the computer and picked up the first file on the desk. It didn’t take long for Max to begin going through all of it as he continued to talk Nathan through each step he took. Nathan was leaning over his father’s shoulder as Max showed him how to access files on the computer when Michael came striding in.
It was the way Michael held himself and the way he gave the head nod to Max before silently waiting for his Archigos to acknowledge him that Nathan knew something was wrong. Even Max knew it as he immediately stopped explaining things to his son and looked at his Dioikitis.
“What is it?” Max asked.
“We have a problem, Kyrios.”
Nathan backed up as Max rose from his seat. “How bad is it?”
Michael glanced at Nathan before he looked back at Max to answer him. “Bad.”
Max scowled. “Where?”
“The guards have them in the holding cells. They’ve been there since last night.”
Nathan frowned. “Them?”
Michael looked at Nathan for a moment before turning back to Max. Max nodded, “Answer it.”
Michael nodded. “Yes, them. There are four.”
Nathan turned to look at his father, watching the scowl deepen. “Workers?”
“No Kyrios, but one of them knows a worker. It is how they managed to make the plans for sabotage.”
Nathan’s eyes widened. “Sabotage!”
“We have the worker in an office right above the holding cells. She is distraught. She had no idea that he was using her to gain information so that he and his group could arrange for the coup.”
“What were they after?” asked Max.
“They were trying to bring the company down. It seems they have a bone to pick with you.”
Max narrowed his eyes. “Tell me something I don’t know.”
Michael pursed his lips. “The leader is from the coven of Kivar’s mouthpiece. An unallied coven, they still hold a grudge against you for terminating one of their members.”
Max growled. “As I recall, he wasn’t a member of any coven when he joined Kivar’s group. All of them had been recruited by Kivar precisely because they had all disowned their covens.”
Michael shrugged. “We all know this as well as they do. Guess they were just itching for a fight.”
“A fight? Well then, let’s not disappoint them shall we?”
As Max made his way around his desk, Michael looked at Nathan once more. “Shall I have one of guards escort your son home?”
Max shook his head and motioned for Nathan to join him. “He is learning how to deal with business after all.”
As soon as Nathan reached him, Max wrapped a hand around his arm and nodded to Michael, “Meet me at the cells.”
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Nathan stood back against the wall trying not to give any sign of emotion whatsoever. On the other side of the room was a thick pane of glass and on the other side was his father, Michael, and a couple of more guards surrounding two of the four men who had tried to sabotage his father’s business.
When I was a young boy,
Nathan had already seen Max deal with the first two men quickly. The moment Max had appeared in the cell of the first man, the man had leaped at Max with claws unsheathed. Max had shoved Nathan into the wall and managed to kill the assassin before Michael and the guards could do anything about it. Nathan clearly remembered his father’s words right before he’d obliterated the man. Max had condemned him to death for daring to kill the Archigos and the prime of the Aristomache.
My father took me into the city
His father had been a little more cautious when entering the second cell. This man had spewed hatred at Max before finally launching himself at him. This time Max stood back as Michael stepped up to engage the man. When they’d tried to restrain him, he’d gone after Nathan. Once more Max had stepped in and obliterated the man before he could lay a finger on his son.
To see a marching band.
Now, the last two men had been ushered into the screening room where Michael and the guards had surrounded them. Max had been on this side of the glass with Nathan, watching as Michael interrogated them. When it was apparent that they weren’t going to talk to Michael, Max had willed himself into the room and all hell had broken loose.
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the savior of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?"
Nathan had started to wonder if all the talk about his father being so powerful was just that when suddenly Max let out a frustrated roar and flung his arms wide. The moment he’d done that, it looked like an invisible force had seized the two men and threw them up against the wall. They had hit the wall hard because several tiny cracks appeared in the plaster behind their bodies.
He said "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?"
Holding his hands up in the air, Max growled at them. Warning them not to try the last of his patience. He wanted to know why they were trying to sabotage his business and using the excuse of avenging a member of their coven when said member had willingly disowned them in the first place.
Because one day I leave you,
It was just as Michael had said. They were just itching for a fight, any fight.
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
Nathan heard one of the guards who remained in the room with him give a snort and say, “Well, they picked a hell of a man to start a fight with didn’t they?”
To join the black parade.
Nathan didn’t have time to wonder about the awe in the guards voice as he watched his father continue to interrogate the two men. He heard his father asking them if they understood just what would happen if they started a war with the Aristomache coven. Didn’t they know that it wouldn’t just be the Aristomache they’d have to contend with if push came to shove.
When I was a young boy,
One of the men said they knew what they were doing. His coven wasn’t afraid of Max Evans or the Aristomache. They were prepared to fight and die for their cause.
My father took me into the city
“What cause?” growled Michael. “All you guys want to do is come after our Archigos because you claim he killed one of your coven members! He had disowned your coven! How can you people be willing to fight and die for a man who had disowned all of you! Are all of you that suicidal?”
To see a marching band.
The man growled right back at Michael. “It matters not that he disowned us! He was still a member of our coven! We will avenge him!”
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the savior of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?"
Max shook his head. “If a member of my coven attacked you for no other reason than the greed of owning your coven, you can be sure I would not avenge their death. I do not believe in avenging anyone who thought they could conquer and then control others simply because they are hungry for power. That is why I killed him. It was a choice between saving my people or letting them suffer beneath a tyrant. I chose my people!”
Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
The man glared at him. “Yes, we know. Your people. The almighty Aristomache. Well, here’s what we all think of your people and it’s leaders.”
Through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
With that, he spat onto Max’s face.
When you're gone we want you all to know
We'll Carry on,
Once more the room erupted as Michael and the other guards roared their anger at the disrespect the two men were showing their Archigos. Even the guards in the room with Nathan slammed themselves into the glass as if trying to get at the two men to tear them apart.
We'll Carry on
Nathan could only stare with wide eyes as the roars, growls, and insults were hurled back and forth between the two men and all of the guards. Michael stood next to Max with curled fists as he too growled at the men. However, he made no move to go anywhere near them. It was as if Michael was waiting for Max to say the word before he launched himself at them.
Though you’re dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
Nathan was aware that of them all, Max remained the calmest. He had remained standing where he was when the man had spat on his face. As the others had started their shouting, Max slowly lifted a hand to his face and waved it over the saliva making it disappear instantly. Then he’d folded his arms over his chest as all of the others continued to growl and shout at each other.
Carry on
However, the moment one of the guards launched himself at the men, Michael’s hand went up to instantly freeze the guard in mid-air. That action had silenced every last one of them as Michael turned to look at Max.
We'll carry on
“What is your command, Kyrios?”
And in my heart I can’t contain it
The anthem won’t explain it.
Max looked the men in the eyes. “Can one of you arrange for me to negotiate with the Archigos of your coven?”
And we will send you reeling from decimated dreams
Both of them erupted into laughter. “Why should we negotiate with the likes of you? None of us want anything to do with you!”
Your misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Michael scowled. “I will go try to contact their coven. I’m sure someone will want to negotiate for their lives.”
Let’s shout it loud and clear
Do you fight it to the end
As Max nodded, Michael set the guard down and made his way out of the room. Max watched as the two men he still had imprisoned against the wall follow his Dioikitis with their eyes. He saw the worried look that appeared for a split second in the eyes of one of them before it disappeared. It was that man who spoke up.
We hear the call to
To carry on
“You can try to contact them all you like, but no one is going to answer you! We said they don’t want to negotiate with you so they won’t even bother answering your call!”
We'll carry on
Max narrowed his eyes as he spoke in a low voice. “Michael, stamatao.”
Though you’re dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
As Michael made his way back to Max’s side, Max slowly lowered the two men to the ground. Motioning to the other man he issued an order. “Take him back to his holding cell. I will talk to this one some more.”
We'll carry on
Before anyone had a chance to react, the second one turned on the first and ripped his throat out. As the room erupted into noise once more, Max slammed the remaining man back into the wall and roared over all of them.
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
“Siopi!”
And on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Immediately every last one of them went silent and Nathan found his heart pounding in his ears. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. One of the prisoners had turned on his own and killed him. And his father seemed to be taking everything in stride. He had no idea how his father managed to remain so calm and was able to control such a volatile situation like he was doing.
Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Max growled a low command to the other guards who were in the room with him. “Afino mas!”
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all
Without another word, the guards bowed out of the room leaving Max alone with Michael and the last remaining prisoner. Slowly lowering his hand, Max once more set the man on his feet. However, he didn’t release his hold on the man’s body.
Do or die
You'll never make me
Narrowing his eyes, Max hissed. “You have been lying to us haven’t you? There is no coven for us to contact!”
Cause the world, will never take my heart
The man glared at Max in hatred. “They will not have anything to do with you!”
You can try, you'll never break me
Max looked the man over from head to toe before tilting his head towards Michael. “Read him.”
Want it all,
I'm gonna play this part
With a nod, Michael made his way over to the man’s side. As he did, the prisoner’s eyes widened. “No! No! I’m telling you the truth! Stay the hell away from me!”
Won’t explain or say I’m sorry
Michael didn’t listen to him as he carried out his Archigos orders. Leaning over the man, Michael sank his fangs into the man’s neck and drank deep, reading his memories. Max continued to keep the man in his hold as Nathan looked on in awe of the way everyone seemed to work so well together.
I'm not ashamed,
I'm gonna show my scar
You're the chair, for all the broken
A few more moments passed before Michael lifted his head and stepped away from the prisoner. The prisoner whimpered pitifully as Michael turned to Max licking the blood from his lips.
Listen here, because it's only..
“There is no coven, Kyrios.” Nathan gasped as he realized his father had been right. “This one here is but a distant cousin to Kivar’s mouthpiece. However, there is no love lost between the two of them.”
I'm just a man,
I'm not a hero
Michael turned to glare at the man. “It seems greed runs rampant among those who desert that family.”
Just a boy, who's meant to sing this song
Max frowned. “And where are the rest of the family? Should we be worried.”
Just a man,
I'm not a hero
Michael shook his head. “No. No one was aware of his treachery. The family are members of the Khamilos coven.”
I -- don't -- care
Carry on
Max nodded. He knew that coven. It was not one of the allied covens, but it had never been one to wage war on any existing covens for as long as Max had known. The Khamilos liked to do as their name suggested. They kept an extremely low profile and did their best to remain out of anyone’s radar. Theirs was a coven that avoided any fighting at all.
We'll carry on
“Send word to the coven of what went on. The family must know the fate of this one regardless of their relationships. Did you find out the names and affiliations of the other three?”
Though you’re dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
Michael nodded. “I have the information, Kyrios.”
We'll carry on
“Good, send word to their families as well. Make sure they understand what the crime and consequences were. I don’t want anymore aggrieved family members wanting to seek revenge if we can avoid it.” He said the last as he turned a glare on the man he still held prisoner.
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
“Of course, Kyrios. What shall we do with this one?”
We'll carry on
Max simply walked up to the man and spoke in a low voice. “For trying to sabotage the Aristomache business and endangering the lives of its people you have been found guilty. For killing one of your own men and for attempting to kill several members of the Aristomache, you are condemned to death.”
We'll carry on
Nathan watched as his father lifted his hand and placed it on the prisoner’s head. In seconds there was nothing there except ash floating to the ground. Stunned, he leaned back against the wall as his father and Michael walked out of the room and two others walked into the room to dispose of the ash.
We'll carry on
He leaned his head back and closed his eyes as all of it began to sink in. Now he knew. Now he had seen first hand just how powerful his father was. And that wasn’t all. He now understood the reason why the Aristomache respected his father as their leader. Unlike the others, Max was calm in the storm. He could stand there and take it all in without reacting first and asking questions later. His father didn’t seem to miss anything. He had known the men had been lying and he hadn’t let their jibes affect him at all.
We'll carry
Instead, it had been the others who had reacted to the jibes. Every last one of them had been quick to leap to his father’s defense. Nathan knew it was out of loyalty that the guards and Michael rushed to defend their leader. It was evident in the way they all reacted to his quiet, yet firm commands. When their leader spoke, they listened. Max had obviously earned his people’s respect and every last one of them were willing to fight for him if necessary.
We'll carry on
Max walked into the room and gave his son a nod. Nathan could see the emotions swirling around in his father’s eyes. Emotions he’d never noticed before, but knew they had to have been there all along. Love, compassion, and worry. His father carried the weight of the world on his shoulders and no one ever saw it at first glance. Even he had been to naïve to ever notice it before.
“Come, we should be returning home soon. Your mother will have my hide for keeping you out this late as it is.”
Nathan pushed himself away from the wall and followed his father out of the room.
“Why don’t you just send a thought to her and explain why we’re late. I’m sure she’ll understand.”
Max grinned at his son as they strode down the hall towards the back doors. “Oh, she already knows.”
At Nathan’s raised eyebrows Max chuckled. “She’s been with me all along you know. How do you think I managed to deal with all of the people and their problems? Your mother is the peacekeeper. I’m just the one who brings home the paycheck and keeps the wolves from our lands.”
He winked at his son. “Trust me, she was there with me every step of the way. But that’s still no excuse for me to be keeping you out so late. She’s trying to convince me to just will us both back to the house right now rather than taking the car back.”
“So, why don’t you then?”
Max laughed as the two of them stepped out into the night where they were immediately surrounded by guards who guided them to the waiting car. “Because sometimes I like it when your mother is angry with me. It makes for a rather interesting day.”
Nathan rolled his eyes and groaned in mock annoyance as he got the hint his father was trying to make. Once more Max erupted into laughter as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the car seat.
Nathan just knew his parents were already sparring with their thoughts. What he didn’t dare to even think was that the sparring was nothing more than lively foreplay to the two hot blooded adults.
TBC...
Songs are in order: Far Away by Nickelback
Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance
new Greek words
(I lost my list, so I hope these are the ones you all need)
gataki - kitten
boriteh - would
aresi - like
khorevo - dance
synchoro - forgive
siopi - silence
khamilos - low
Nathan walked at his father’s side as they made their way into the fifth building of the night. Max had decided to take Nathan with him that night as he went to deal with several of his businesses. He had thought it was time to start ‘initiating’ his son into his role as prime of the Aristomache.
So, together with Michael and several other guards in tow, Max had headed out to handle the business with Nathan at his side. At every single stop they made, Nathan had seen first hand exactly what his father had to deal with in all of his dealings. Every business was different. Every one of them had their own set of problems and solutions. All of which Max dealt with quickly and efficiently.
At every stop, Max kept Nathan at his side and talked him through everything he was doing. He even encouraged his son to stop him if he needed something explained a different way or had a question for his father. Calm, yet stern Max commanded the respect of everyone who came into contact with him.
And Nathan was amazed at all of the respect his father received. At every single place, Max would address certain people by name. Stopping to ask about their families or to listen to a complaint they had. Every person who came into contact with his father gave him the standard head nod and seemed to listen to what he had to say.
Nathan had always known his father was a powerful man. One whose name often instilled fear in some people. But watching him with the people at his businesses, all he saw was a man whom people looked up to and who genuinely cared about his people. None of those around him seemed to show fear of any kind.
The group made their way into the area that held the offices. As the guards took up their places around the area, Max and Nathan walked into the office while Michael went to deal with the building’s security team. Max pulled up an extra chair next to his behind the desk and indicated for Nathan to sit next to him.
As soon as they were seated, Max logged on to the computer and picked up the first file on the desk. It didn’t take long for Max to begin going through all of it as he continued to talk Nathan through each step he took. Nathan was leaning over his father’s shoulder as Max showed him how to access files on the computer when Michael came striding in.
It was the way Michael held himself and the way he gave the head nod to Max before silently waiting for his Archigos to acknowledge him that Nathan knew something was wrong. Even Max knew it as he immediately stopped explaining things to his son and looked at his Dioikitis.
“What is it?” Max asked.
“We have a problem, Kyrios.”
Nathan backed up as Max rose from his seat. “How bad is it?”
Michael glanced at Nathan before he looked back at Max to answer him. “Bad.”
Max scowled. “Where?”
“The guards have them in the holding cells. They’ve been there since last night.”
Nathan frowned. “Them?”
Michael looked at Nathan for a moment before turning back to Max. Max nodded, “Answer it.”
Michael nodded. “Yes, them. There are four.”
Nathan turned to look at his father, watching the scowl deepen. “Workers?”
“No Kyrios, but one of them knows a worker. It is how they managed to make the plans for sabotage.”
Nathan’s eyes widened. “Sabotage!”
“We have the worker in an office right above the holding cells. She is distraught. She had no idea that he was using her to gain information so that he and his group could arrange for the coup.”
“What were they after?” asked Max.
“They were trying to bring the company down. It seems they have a bone to pick with you.”
Max narrowed his eyes. “Tell me something I don’t know.”
Michael pursed his lips. “The leader is from the coven of Kivar’s mouthpiece. An unallied coven, they still hold a grudge against you for terminating one of their members.”
Max growled. “As I recall, he wasn’t a member of any coven when he joined Kivar’s group. All of them had been recruited by Kivar precisely because they had all disowned their covens.”
Michael shrugged. “We all know this as well as they do. Guess they were just itching for a fight.”
“A fight? Well then, let’s not disappoint them shall we?”
As Max made his way around his desk, Michael looked at Nathan once more. “Shall I have one of guards escort your son home?”
Max shook his head and motioned for Nathan to join him. “He is learning how to deal with business after all.”
As soon as Nathan reached him, Max wrapped a hand around his arm and nodded to Michael, “Meet me at the cells.”
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Nathan stood back against the wall trying not to give any sign of emotion whatsoever. On the other side of the room was a thick pane of glass and on the other side was his father, Michael, and a couple of more guards surrounding two of the four men who had tried to sabotage his father’s business.
When I was a young boy,
Nathan had already seen Max deal with the first two men quickly. The moment Max had appeared in the cell of the first man, the man had leaped at Max with claws unsheathed. Max had shoved Nathan into the wall and managed to kill the assassin before Michael and the guards could do anything about it. Nathan clearly remembered his father’s words right before he’d obliterated the man. Max had condemned him to death for daring to kill the Archigos and the prime of the Aristomache.
My father took me into the city
His father had been a little more cautious when entering the second cell. This man had spewed hatred at Max before finally launching himself at him. This time Max stood back as Michael stepped up to engage the man. When they’d tried to restrain him, he’d gone after Nathan. Once more Max had stepped in and obliterated the man before he could lay a finger on his son.
To see a marching band.
Now, the last two men had been ushered into the screening room where Michael and the guards had surrounded them. Max had been on this side of the glass with Nathan, watching as Michael interrogated them. When it was apparent that they weren’t going to talk to Michael, Max had willed himself into the room and all hell had broken loose.
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the savior of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?"
Nathan had started to wonder if all the talk about his father being so powerful was just that when suddenly Max let out a frustrated roar and flung his arms wide. The moment he’d done that, it looked like an invisible force had seized the two men and threw them up against the wall. They had hit the wall hard because several tiny cracks appeared in the plaster behind their bodies.
He said "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?"
Holding his hands up in the air, Max growled at them. Warning them not to try the last of his patience. He wanted to know why they were trying to sabotage his business and using the excuse of avenging a member of their coven when said member had willingly disowned them in the first place.
Because one day I leave you,
It was just as Michael had said. They were just itching for a fight, any fight.
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
Nathan heard one of the guards who remained in the room with him give a snort and say, “Well, they picked a hell of a man to start a fight with didn’t they?”
To join the black parade.
Nathan didn’t have time to wonder about the awe in the guards voice as he watched his father continue to interrogate the two men. He heard his father asking them if they understood just what would happen if they started a war with the Aristomache coven. Didn’t they know that it wouldn’t just be the Aristomache they’d have to contend with if push came to shove.
When I was a young boy,
One of the men said they knew what they were doing. His coven wasn’t afraid of Max Evans or the Aristomache. They were prepared to fight and die for their cause.
My father took me into the city
“What cause?” growled Michael. “All you guys want to do is come after our Archigos because you claim he killed one of your coven members! He had disowned your coven! How can you people be willing to fight and die for a man who had disowned all of you! Are all of you that suicidal?”
To see a marching band.
The man growled right back at Michael. “It matters not that he disowned us! He was still a member of our coven! We will avenge him!”
He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the savior of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?"
Max shook his head. “If a member of my coven attacked you for no other reason than the greed of owning your coven, you can be sure I would not avenge their death. I do not believe in avenging anyone who thought they could conquer and then control others simply because they are hungry for power. That is why I killed him. It was a choice between saving my people or letting them suffer beneath a tyrant. I chose my people!”
Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
The man glared at him. “Yes, we know. Your people. The almighty Aristomache. Well, here’s what we all think of your people and it’s leaders.”
Through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
With that, he spat onto Max’s face.
When you're gone we want you all to know
We'll Carry on,
Once more the room erupted as Michael and the other guards roared their anger at the disrespect the two men were showing their Archigos. Even the guards in the room with Nathan slammed themselves into the glass as if trying to get at the two men to tear them apart.
We'll Carry on
Nathan could only stare with wide eyes as the roars, growls, and insults were hurled back and forth between the two men and all of the guards. Michael stood next to Max with curled fists as he too growled at the men. However, he made no move to go anywhere near them. It was as if Michael was waiting for Max to say the word before he launched himself at them.
Though you’re dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
Nathan was aware that of them all, Max remained the calmest. He had remained standing where he was when the man had spat on his face. As the others had started their shouting, Max slowly lifted a hand to his face and waved it over the saliva making it disappear instantly. Then he’d folded his arms over his chest as all of the others continued to growl and shout at each other.
Carry on
However, the moment one of the guards launched himself at the men, Michael’s hand went up to instantly freeze the guard in mid-air. That action had silenced every last one of them as Michael turned to look at Max.
We'll carry on
“What is your command, Kyrios?”
And in my heart I can’t contain it
The anthem won’t explain it.
Max looked the men in the eyes. “Can one of you arrange for me to negotiate with the Archigos of your coven?”
And we will send you reeling from decimated dreams
Both of them erupted into laughter. “Why should we negotiate with the likes of you? None of us want anything to do with you!”
Your misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Michael scowled. “I will go try to contact their coven. I’m sure someone will want to negotiate for their lives.”
Let’s shout it loud and clear
Do you fight it to the end
As Max nodded, Michael set the guard down and made his way out of the room. Max watched as the two men he still had imprisoned against the wall follow his Dioikitis with their eyes. He saw the worried look that appeared for a split second in the eyes of one of them before it disappeared. It was that man who spoke up.
We hear the call to
To carry on
“You can try to contact them all you like, but no one is going to answer you! We said they don’t want to negotiate with you so they won’t even bother answering your call!”
We'll carry on
Max narrowed his eyes as he spoke in a low voice. “Michael, stamatao.”
Though you’re dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
As Michael made his way back to Max’s side, Max slowly lowered the two men to the ground. Motioning to the other man he issued an order. “Take him back to his holding cell. I will talk to this one some more.”
We'll carry on
Before anyone had a chance to react, the second one turned on the first and ripped his throat out. As the room erupted into noise once more, Max slammed the remaining man back into the wall and roared over all of them.
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
“Siopi!”
And on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Immediately every last one of them went silent and Nathan found his heart pounding in his ears. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. One of the prisoners had turned on his own and killed him. And his father seemed to be taking everything in stride. He had no idea how his father managed to remain so calm and was able to control such a volatile situation like he was doing.
Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Max growled a low command to the other guards who were in the room with him. “Afino mas!”
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all
Without another word, the guards bowed out of the room leaving Max alone with Michael and the last remaining prisoner. Slowly lowering his hand, Max once more set the man on his feet. However, he didn’t release his hold on the man’s body.
Do or die
You'll never make me
Narrowing his eyes, Max hissed. “You have been lying to us haven’t you? There is no coven for us to contact!”
Cause the world, will never take my heart
The man glared at Max in hatred. “They will not have anything to do with you!”
You can try, you'll never break me
Max looked the man over from head to toe before tilting his head towards Michael. “Read him.”
Want it all,
I'm gonna play this part
With a nod, Michael made his way over to the man’s side. As he did, the prisoner’s eyes widened. “No! No! I’m telling you the truth! Stay the hell away from me!”
Won’t explain or say I’m sorry
Michael didn’t listen to him as he carried out his Archigos orders. Leaning over the man, Michael sank his fangs into the man’s neck and drank deep, reading his memories. Max continued to keep the man in his hold as Nathan looked on in awe of the way everyone seemed to work so well together.
I'm not ashamed,
I'm gonna show my scar
You're the chair, for all the broken
A few more moments passed before Michael lifted his head and stepped away from the prisoner. The prisoner whimpered pitifully as Michael turned to Max licking the blood from his lips.
Listen here, because it's only..
“There is no coven, Kyrios.” Nathan gasped as he realized his father had been right. “This one here is but a distant cousin to Kivar’s mouthpiece. However, there is no love lost between the two of them.”
I'm just a man,
I'm not a hero
Michael turned to glare at the man. “It seems greed runs rampant among those who desert that family.”
Just a boy, who's meant to sing this song
Max frowned. “And where are the rest of the family? Should we be worried.”
Just a man,
I'm not a hero
Michael shook his head. “No. No one was aware of his treachery. The family are members of the Khamilos coven.”
I -- don't -- care
Carry on
Max nodded. He knew that coven. It was not one of the allied covens, but it had never been one to wage war on any existing covens for as long as Max had known. The Khamilos liked to do as their name suggested. They kept an extremely low profile and did their best to remain out of anyone’s radar. Theirs was a coven that avoided any fighting at all.
We'll carry on
“Send word to the coven of what went on. The family must know the fate of this one regardless of their relationships. Did you find out the names and affiliations of the other three?”
Though you’re dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
Michael nodded. “I have the information, Kyrios.”
We'll carry on
“Good, send word to their families as well. Make sure they understand what the crime and consequences were. I don’t want anymore aggrieved family members wanting to seek revenge if we can avoid it.” He said the last as he turned a glare on the man he still held prisoner.
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
“Of course, Kyrios. What shall we do with this one?”
We'll carry on
Max simply walked up to the man and spoke in a low voice. “For trying to sabotage the Aristomache business and endangering the lives of its people you have been found guilty. For killing one of your own men and for attempting to kill several members of the Aristomache, you are condemned to death.”
We'll carry on
Nathan watched as his father lifted his hand and placed it on the prisoner’s head. In seconds there was nothing there except ash floating to the ground. Stunned, he leaned back against the wall as his father and Michael walked out of the room and two others walked into the room to dispose of the ash.
We'll carry on
He leaned his head back and closed his eyes as all of it began to sink in. Now he knew. Now he had seen first hand just how powerful his father was. And that wasn’t all. He now understood the reason why the Aristomache respected his father as their leader. Unlike the others, Max was calm in the storm. He could stand there and take it all in without reacting first and asking questions later. His father didn’t seem to miss anything. He had known the men had been lying and he hadn’t let their jibes affect him at all.
We'll carry
Instead, it had been the others who had reacted to the jibes. Every last one of them had been quick to leap to his father’s defense. Nathan knew it was out of loyalty that the guards and Michael rushed to defend their leader. It was evident in the way they all reacted to his quiet, yet firm commands. When their leader spoke, they listened. Max had obviously earned his people’s respect and every last one of them were willing to fight for him if necessary.
We'll carry on
Max walked into the room and gave his son a nod. Nathan could see the emotions swirling around in his father’s eyes. Emotions he’d never noticed before, but knew they had to have been there all along. Love, compassion, and worry. His father carried the weight of the world on his shoulders and no one ever saw it at first glance. Even he had been to naïve to ever notice it before.
“Come, we should be returning home soon. Your mother will have my hide for keeping you out this late as it is.”
Nathan pushed himself away from the wall and followed his father out of the room.
“Why don’t you just send a thought to her and explain why we’re late. I’m sure she’ll understand.”
Max grinned at his son as they strode down the hall towards the back doors. “Oh, she already knows.”
At Nathan’s raised eyebrows Max chuckled. “She’s been with me all along you know. How do you think I managed to deal with all of the people and their problems? Your mother is the peacekeeper. I’m just the one who brings home the paycheck and keeps the wolves from our lands.”
He winked at his son. “Trust me, she was there with me every step of the way. But that’s still no excuse for me to be keeping you out so late. She’s trying to convince me to just will us both back to the house right now rather than taking the car back.”
“So, why don’t you then?”
Max laughed as the two of them stepped out into the night where they were immediately surrounded by guards who guided them to the waiting car. “Because sometimes I like it when your mother is angry with me. It makes for a rather interesting day.”
Nathan rolled his eyes and groaned in mock annoyance as he got the hint his father was trying to make. Once more Max erupted into laughter as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the car seat.
Nathan just knew his parents were already sparring with their thoughts. What he didn’t dare to even think was that the sparring was nothing more than lively foreplay to the two hot blooded adults.
TBC...
Songs are in order: Far Away by Nickelback
Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance
new Greek words
(I lost my list, so I hope these are the ones you all need)
gataki - kitten
boriteh - would
aresi - like
khorevo - dance
synchoro - forgive
siopi - silence
khamilos - low